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You know you're getting old when you've forgotten how to interpret sexual innuendo? :behindsofa:
That is always the second thing to go.
You know you're getting old when you've forgotten how to interpret sexual innuendo? :behindsofa:
That is always the second thing to go.
A variation on the theme, you know you're getting old when the current vogue of young girls in their teens and twenties calling each others "whore" and "sl-t bag" etc., seemed jarring at first and, now, just seems sad. Maybe I just don't get it.
So??.... the neighbor's kid goes to private school (parochial school, no less) and she's the #1 source of everything I would've hoped my own daughter wouldn't know by now.:eeek: :doh: I haven't heard that but my sons go to private school so.....
So??.... the neighbor's kid goes to private school (parochial school, no less) and she's the #1 source of everything I would've hoped my own daughter wouldn't know by now.
:eeek: :doh: I haven't heard that but my sons go to private school so.....
So??.... the neighbor's kid goes to private school (parochial school, no less) and she's the #1 source of everything I would've hoped my own daughter wouldn't know by now.
I live near a very expensive (stupid expensive) area of the Upper East Side (I live in the poor people's section), but I hear the girls from the elite private schools (parents pay $50k or more a year) calling each other that occasionally and I hear it on TV shows regularly (which means it is happening or, at least, was a thing recently). And I have a friend who says her cousins (girls in their teens from a good home, engaged parents, etc. ) do it when they are with their friends (when the parents aren't around, but the "cool" aunt is). Really strange.
Cat on a hot tin roof ? [huh]
One of my friends growing up was the son of a doctor -- whose father decided that our scroungy little public school system wasn't good enough for the ripening fruit of his loins, so he sent the kid to Putney, an exclusive private school in Vermont. When he came home summers, he spoke a language that even those of us who grew up around the docks found disturbing.
One of my friends growing up was the son of a doctor -- whose father decided that our scroungy little public school system wasn't good enough for the ripening fruit of his loins, so he sent the kid to Putney, an exclusive private school in Vermont. When he came home summers, he spoke a language that even those of us who grew up around the docks found disturbing.
So are you saying it's always been a trait of private school kids to have learned / to use very foul language? I am stunned at what I hear these girls call each other.
Even when I was growing up, it was the girls who had the foulest mouths. And they weren't private school kids.
So are you saying it's always been a trait of private school kids to have learned / to use very foul language? I am stunned at what I hear these girls call each other.
Sorry LizzieMaine...but Polo's curious as to the language that you all found disturbing.
I told him to have an open mind & probably it's something that a cat should not have a need to know.
Cats outdo all humans in the colorfulness of their language. They have 500 different, distinct vocalizations, all of which mean "get the hell up and fill my dish."
Cats outdo all humans in the colorfulness of their language. They have 500 different, distinct vocalizations, all of which mean "get the hell up and fill my dish."
Even when I was growing up, it was the girls who had the foulest mouths. And they weren't private school kids.
One of my friends growing up was the son of a doctor -- whose father decided that our scroungy little public school system wasn't good enough for the ripening fruit of his loins, so he sent the kid to Putney, an exclusive private school in Vermont. When he came home summers, he spoke a language that even those of us who grew up around the docks found disturbing.